Damaged from the age of three
with the program of “you against me”.
Trusting no one is the norm
Feeling helpless against the storm.
Storm that’s raging in your head
making your life a living dread.
How do you get off this merry go round?
Take control of your mind without a rebound?
Feel the pain you never felt
. Like an snowball that has to melt
all the trauma you’ve been dealt.
Dirty grey and dirty blue
built up in your cell memory too.
Will this drama ever end?
in the scheme of everything?
Written by Suzanna C Chevalier on September 4,2011
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem